Douluo: I become stronger when I take in disciples!

Chapter 233 Holding Down Feng Yang
"His cultivation level seems a bit low."

The God of Flowing Clouds deliberately sized up Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, his tone carrying a hint of profound meaning.

For a moment, it was hard to tell whether she was holding a grudge or jealous that the two girls could become Feng Yang's wives.

In Feng Yang's opinion, the latter is more likely.

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Xiao Wu was still tongue-tied and didn't know what to say.

Ning Rongrong immediately went up and retorted.

"Fairy Sister, you must be getting on in years. We're only eighteen."

Her little face was full of smugness.
His eyes sparkled with a lively and cunning light.

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The God of Flowing Clouds immediately felt an urge to pick up Ning Rongrong and beat her up.

But because Feng Yang was nearby.
Feng Yang, in particular, acted as if nothing had happened, watching the show with a smile.

"Alright, alright, you're family after all."

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The god of flowing clouds was about to drift away.

But Feng Yang called out to him.

"Goddess of Flowing Clouds, wait a moment."

The God of Flowing Clouds was overjoyed, thinking that Feng Yang was about to make a move on her, and pretended to be arrogant.

"What?"

Feng Yang glanced at them: Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong.

"You go in first."

"Good husband."

The two girls walked towards the Blue Flame Temple, their little faces showing a hint of curiosity.
Seeing Feng Yang acting so mysteriously and trying to avoid his wife made the God of Flowing Clouds even happier.

She wondered to herself if Feng Yang was about to open up to her and express his unspeakable feelings.

Thinking this, she lowered her head slightly, and a faint blush quietly appeared on her cheeks. Her hands unconsciously tightened around her sleeves.

Never thought!
"Would you like to become my disciple?" Feng Yang asked earnestly, looking directly at the God of Flowing Clouds.

As soon as these words came out.

In an instant, all of the Cloud Goddess's beautiful fantasies were shattered. She abruptly raised her head, her eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief, her mouth slightly open, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Her initial shy and expectant expression was now completely replaced by shock; she never imagined...
Feng Yang kept her behind and solemnly declared that he wanted to take her as his disciple!
"You! You despicable scoundrel! Who would want to be your disciple? I will never come here again!"

The God of Flowing Clouds raised his eyebrows, his eyes blazing with fire, and his voice as cold as frost as he shouted fiercely, filled with endless resentment and shame.

Even as she turned her head away, her anger had not subsided, and she felt that her words were completely insufficient to vent her resentment.

Then, she suddenly turned her head again, her face filled with anger, her eyes wide open, staring intently at Feng Yang.

"What apprenticeship? Even the God-King wouldn't dare to say he'd take on apprentices. We're all gods, what can you possibly teach us?"

Immediately.

The God of Flowing Clouds suddenly flicked his sleeves, the wide sleeves drawing a sharp arc in the air, and the hem of his skirt fluttered wildly.

In an instant, he transformed into a dazzling streak of light, carrying a surge of anger, and turned to fly away decisively like an arrow released from a bow.

The speed was astonishing, as if a ferocious flood or beast was relentlessly pursuing her. She only wanted to escape this place that had caused her such humiliation and shame as quickly as possible.

Feng Yang: "???"

Isn't that a bit of an overreaction?
Or is it that she has too much pride?
After a moment of hesitation.

Feng Yang also wore a mocking expression.
Row!
Once the Goddess Lingyue successfully occupies the position of a first-level deity, you'll have your regrets.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong stepped into the temple.

The first thing that catches the eye is the dark blue flame curtain, which is woven from countless leaping and flickering blue flames.

If you get closer, you can feel the unique aura emanating from the flames, carrying a slight coolness, completely different from the intense heat of ordinary flames.

When you reach out and touch it, the pale blue flames seem to possess a spirit of their own, gently coiling around your fingertips without causing any burns. Instead, they give you a wonderfully tingling sensation. "That should be the bedroom," Xiao Wu pointed.

Ning Rongrong looked over in that direction.

"It seems like there's only one living room and one bedroom here."

"That bed looks quite unique."

"A circular blue flame bed?"

Xiao Wu murmured to herself as she walked briskly into the bedroom and went straight to the bedside.

The bed is rounded and circular.

The pale blue light, like a materialized spiritual flame, flowed slowly along the edge of the bed.

Like a blue fiery moon suspended in the mortal world, it exudes a mesmerizing aura.

Xiao Wu stretched out her finger and gently touched the bed surface. The moment her fingertip touched the bed surface, ripples suddenly appeared, spreading out in circles, and the blue light became even more dazzling.

"ah!"

Xiao Wu cried out in surprise.

"It's a bit like a waterbed."

"Let me try."

Ning Rongrong jumped and lay flat on the blue flame waterbed.

A wonderful and comfortable feeling quickly swept over her entire body like a tide.

The feeling was gentle and warm, as if being tightly embraced by a pair of invisible, tender hands, or as being in the most gentle breeze of spring, with every inch of skin enjoying this ultimate comfort.

The surface of the Blue Flame Waterbed rippled with delicate waves, and a deep blue light swirled and flowed around her, like lively ribbons of light dancing joyfully.

Ning Rongrong closed her eyes slightly, a look of rapture on her face, and unconsciously let out a satisfied sigh.

"My husband knows how to enjoy life. I don't know where he got such a bed."

Seeing Ning Rongrong's blissful expression, Xiao Wu's curiosity and anticipation grew stronger, and she lay down on top of her as well.

The moment my body touched the bed, the same feeling of comfort instantly spread throughout my body.

Her limbs gradually relaxed, and her tense nerves were soothed by this wonderful power, as if she had merged into this blue world.

"Could this have been created with divine power?"

at the same time!

Feng Yang slowly walked in.

He immediately spotted the two girls on the blue flame waterbed.

One was crawling, and the other was lying down.

Standing in Fengyang's position, the angle was perfect.

Ning Rongrong wore a white lace triangle panty under her ice-blue skirt.

Her half-naked, fair buttocks were incredibly alluring.
Lace patterns, such as small waves or delicate lace trim, add a touch of girlish femininity to the underwear.

Underneath Xiao Wu's pink skirt was a trapezoidal panty shaped like an animal, with rabbits drawn on it—it was incredibly cute.
I only got to admire it for two seconds.

Xiao Wu, who was lying there, naturally saw Feng Yang.

"Ah!!" She sat up abruptly. "Husband!! He's peeking under our skirts!"

"What?" Ning Rongrong quickly got up as well. "Press this lecherous man down and hold him down!"

The two girls went towards Feng Yang.
"No, no, no, I'm just looking," Feng Yang said.

"You have to pay to even look!" Ning Rongrong said matter-of-factly.

The two girls grabbed Feng Yang and dragged him onto the bed.
Xiao Wu is quick-witted and decisive.

She pressed her lips against his in an instant.

The romance begins.

(End of this chapter)